Some say that love
Brings things together.
But I'd say love
Blows things apart.
Think "smithereens" and
You'll get my drift.
Love blows things apart:
Endlessly, minutely, hugely.
After such an uncoupling of all things
What else could there be?
A coming-together
Can have my vote.
Coming together
Only this time
There is no
"Together."
Love.
There is no separation.
ReplyDeleteI'm still here with Black Moon Zendo because there was no formation either.
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